Fu Qiufeng was startled, Rong Pin's voice was weak, he thought something happened to the medicine, so he hurried forward to check the situation.

Rong Fan leaned crookedly on the wall of the bathtub, lowered his head, his chin had already touched the misty water, his face was flushed, the brows half covered by his black hair stretched naturally, his breathing was steady, without any discomfort.

Fu Qiufeng lightly probed into Rong's wrist, his pulse beat a little faster, but the rhythm was strong, he should just fall asleep, so he relaxed a lot.

Once it was confirmed that Rong Fan was all right, that quiet and flawless face immediately occupied Fu Qiufeng's full attention. His gaze stayed on Rong Fan's lightly parted lips. The cloth towel on the stool was wet and wiped away the fine sweat on Rong Fan's forehead.

Rong Fan's head leaned gently against his palm, his fragile throat was exposed, Fu Qiufeng's eyelashes trembled, he unconsciously clutched the towel, gently wiped the arc of his Adam's apple, and brushed over the slightly protruding outline.

When his knuckles rubbed against the warm skin, he felt a little bewildered in his heart, and he comforted himself solemnly that he was just helping Rong Fen wipe off the water so as not to catch cold. At this moment, Rong Fen murmured indistinctly, and the vibration of his vocal cords made Fu Qiufeng's fingers numb , He drew his hands as if he was being burned, raised his head and coughed dryly, his expression became more serious and respectful as if he was facing an enemy.

Rong Fan seemed to be in a nightmare, murmuring so low that it was barely audible, Fu Qiufeng collected himself and listened carefully, Rong Fan murmured indistinctly words like "wake up", "doctor", "take him along", Fu Qiufeng I don't know who this person is, whether it's a man or a woman, but Rong Fan is so panic-stricken, this must be a nightmare as horrible as reality.

"Your Majesty, don't go to sleep. I will help you to rest." Fu Qiufeng tried to call out to Rong Zhen twice, and gently shook his shoulder.

Rong Fen's brows tightened, and he turned his head to the other side, no longer dreaming, but almost plunged into the water, Fu Qiufeng had no choice but to quickly straighten his face, and gave up on waking him up.

It is actually very simple to get a sleeping person out of the bathtub, but this person is the emperor, so Fu Qiufeng inevitably had a lot of worries. He walked around behind Rong Fan, picked up some water to clean the hair scattered on his back, and put it together Twist it in his hands, thinking that he should call someone to help, such as the book boy Xiaolu.

But when he pulled Rong Fen's arm to dry it, he felt something was wrong. Xiaolu is Lin Ying's bookboy, handyman and body mover, except that he is not a servant. He is still a man at a young age. It's cheap.

...But most men still like women, no matter how beautiful Rong Fing is, there is nothing to take advantage of, and he has dedicated his life to public affairs, so it shouldn't be considered as humiliating Rong Fing.

Fu Qiufeng repeated the process of refuting and persuading in his mind, without stopping, rolled up his sleeves and dipped his hands into the water, trying to pick up Rong Fan's legs and hug him out. Looking through the warm water, the underwater scenery is unobstructed.

Fu Qiufeng's bored curiosity started to make trouble, he glanced casually, paused, and slandered from the bottom of his heart that a person should not be judged by his appearance, the real dragon and emperor are worth more than what they pay for.

He silently withdrew his hand, raised his head upright, picked out the longest towel and wrapped it around Rong Fan, carried the rare steaming Rong Fan upside down out of the bathtub, put it on the couch and dried it casually with a few towels, Wrap the quilt and lay it flat on the bed.

After Fu Qiufeng tossed and tossed this time, he was exhausted. He looked at Rong Jing again, his wet hair was spread on the pillow, his eyes were closed, and the quilt was tightly wrapped in long strips, which smelled like a dead body wrapped in a straw mat.

He pondered for a moment, decided to ignore this problem, blew out the candles, let the dim light from the side room gently fill the room, and stood on guard at the head of the bed with his hands behind his back, taking a nap.

Lin Ying's medicine had first-rate effects. When Rong Fan woke up, the uncontrollable rush of breath had calmed down. He blinked, thinking in horror that the side effect was too strong, and he couldn't even move his hand. Only when he was fully awake did he realize that he was almost tied up with a thin quilt, and judging by his touch, he was now completely naked.

"Mr. Fu?" Rong Fan called softly, he was a little hungry, judging from the dark window, it should be evening.

There was no reply from Fu Qiufeng around, Rong Fan struggled for a while, and simply continued to close his eyes and adjust his breath, the poison had been suppressed by the medicine, but it had not been completely resolved, so he couldn't take it lightly, half an hour later, his physical strength recovered a lot, and he struggled to find out from under the quilt. He stretched out a hand, pulled it by himself, and finally sat up. The feeling of not being naked was too weird. He got out of bed under the quilt and turned around, but couldn't find any clothes, so he sat back on the bed depressed.

When Fu Qiufeng finally came back with a bowl of porridge and side dishes, he saw Rong Fan bent over and stepping on the footrest beside the bed, with his right hand clenched against his chin and his left hand resting on his lap, looking like he was thinking about life.

"Your Majesty, you are awake." Fu Qiufeng quickly put down the tray, "Do you feel any discomfort?"

"What do you think?" Rong Fan raised his eyes calmly, "Don't you think I lack something?"

Fu Qiufeng looked at the half-covered quilt around Rong Zhen's waist, as well as the exposed slender legs and white toes, and then raised his head pretending to be serious: "Your Majesty has the air of an emperor all over his body, which makes wise and insightful people look good. I worshiped him endlessly and didn't dare to look directly, so I didn't see anything."

Rong Fan: "..."

Rong Fan smiled and said, "Stop talking nonsense, where are my clothes?"

"I sent it to be washed." Fu Qiufeng replied honestly.

"So I lose consciousness and let you manipulate me, and you don't even want to help me change into a new set of clothes?" Rong Fan said through gritted teeth, "Wrapped like this, do you want to throw me into a mass grave?"

Fu Qiufeng bowed his head sincerely and said in repentance: "I know my crime, I will study hard to change clothes for Your Majesty in the future."

"Don't put off everything until later, I will give you a chance now." Rong Fan snorted coldly, "Prepare a set of regular clothes, and I will wait for you to change for me."

Fu Qiufeng sighed to himself, went back to Lanxin Pavilion to bring his new clothes, first put on the underclothes for Rong Ping who opened his arms calmly, and then stared at the thin quilt covering his body, as if it weighed a thousand catties and was hard to bear. start.

"Why are you shy now? Didn't Ai Qing see everything?" Rong Fan's tone was a bit resentful. If he could hold on while taking a bath, he would definitely not let himself be so embarrassed.

"No, don't look at evil, I immediately closed my eyes." Fu Qiufeng opened his eyes and said nonsense.

"Oh, then it's not too late for you to take a look now." Rong Fan chuckled, as if he was about to throw off the quilt.

Fu Qiufeng quickly raised his hand to stop it: "Your Majesty! Pay attention to your temperament and manner!"

"When have I ever cared about these rules? I'm very satisfied with my body. I'm not afraid of you looking at it." Rong Fan raised one leg leisurely. "Aiqing, come, I order you to watch."

Fu Qiufeng's eyes turned away at a loss, and he quickly took two steps back. Rong Pin's eyebrows and eyes are alluring and sinking. He is never ashamed of this, or has any taboos about his appearance, but is willing to show a different style generously. Fu Qiufeng can't help but He admired him in this aspect, but he felt that it should be a different price, and it was a bit of a waste to exude him, so he had no choice but to beg for forgiveness, and let Rong Pin take back this damned charm that had nowhere to rest.

"Your Majesty, I am guilty." Fu Qiufeng knelt down on one knee, "I confess, I have indeed seen everything. Your Majesty is very powerful, so you should put on your clothes first so as not to catch a cold."

"Hmph, shameless." Rong Fan raised his toes, inexplicably wanting to touch Fu Qiufeng's red ears, but he thought about the boundary between teasing and insulting. After all, Fu Qiufeng is his courtier, so it doesn't feel right to do so, or Suppressing this thought, he stood up and changed his clothes and tied up his hair.

Fu Qiufeng quietly relaxed, exhaled, and blew a strand of long hair that fell on his forehead, faintly realizing that he didn't seem to hate the temptation of Rong Fian in the middle of himself. weapon.

"Get up." Rong Fan stood by the table and snorted, looked at the two plates of green vegetables, "You made it?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Fu Qiufeng came back from his daze, "Xiaolu is helping Senior Lin, so I have to prepare dinner by myself."

Rong Fan didn't say anything against him: "Bring me the memorial. If there's any news from the palace today, I'll tell you later."

Fu Qiufeng nodded, first served Rong Fan a bowl to dry, then brought the memorial from the study, and stood aside waiting for Rong Fan to come back from washing.

The Zhuyun Pavilion is in a quiet corner, and it is extremely quiet and peaceful in the harem that is now in full swing. Shangguan Yu has no intention of asking the servants to silence the words. Things spread quietly.

No one dared to blatantly talk about Crown Prince Rong Yu, but when he said "the man who died of illness that year", all the well-informed palace people nodded tacitly.

When Rong Fan was eating, Fu Qiufeng didn't mention Rong Yu, he was afraid that when he opened his mouth, Rong Fan would be full of anger, so he picked up some corner news and told Rong Fan.

"The imperial concubine asked all the imperial physicians of the imperial hospital to consult with the concubine Xian, but there was no result. In the afternoon, the imperial list was sent out, looking for the Beijing Chinese medicine master to enter the palace. Not long ago, a spy pretended to be a doctor and entered the palace to seek an audience. Wei escorted him back to Shuangrentai, this person is actually a scoundrel in the capital, he confessed that someone hired him to investigate Xianfei's illness, judging from his employer's clothes, he should be a shop owner, or a housekeeper of a wealthy family." Fu Qiufeng said, "I speculate that it should be Chen Junde. The imperial concubine sent her own people to monitor the concubine Xian. The maids and servants in the palace are not allowed to approach. Even if Chen Junde has an eyeliner in the palace, he can't find out the situation."

"Did Chen Junde ask to see me?" Rong Pin asked him.

"The imperial doctor came to see me when he was helpless." Fu Qiufeng said, "Grandpa Ji asked him to go back. I'm afraid he will come back tomorrow."

"Is he cherishing this daughter, or is he cherishing his power?" Rong Fan sneered, "Is there anything else?"

"The Empress Dowager wants to visit the concubine Xian, but the empress dowager invited the eminent monks from the ancient temple in Beijing to come and chant scriptures and burn incense, and persuaded her to go back to recite the sutras." Fu Qiufeng smiled, "I heard that the master of Zhaofa Temple is quite good, and I didn't expect to be familiar with the empress dowager .”

"The evidence that the abbot of Zhaofa Temple embezzled the incense money is still in the hands of the Shangguan, can you not follow the orders." Rong Yan twitched the corners of his mouth, "Where is the secret way?"

"There are secret guards guarding the entrance and exit of the secret passage in shifts, and there is no movement at present." Fu Qiufeng said.

After finishing the porridge, Rong Fan leaned back on the chair with a cup of warm water: "The most important news, now you can tell it."

Fu Qiufeng lowered his head and sneered: "I said it, I hope His Majesty will not be angry."

"Why should I be angry?" Rong Fan said cheerfully, "I have long since become calm."

"The noble concubine and several female officials and imperial physicians heard the roar of the virtuous concubine." Fu Qiufeng cleared his throat, imitating the tone of Shangguan Yu imitating Chen Tingfang, and shouted in a low voice. "'Your Majesty is nothing! If you have the ability, you will implicate the nine clans of the palace. I went to the underworld just to reunite with Your Highness'. I don't bother to compete with you, a witch, you and Rong Xing are used to flirting, which makes me sick, bah!'"

Rong Fan: "..."

Rong Pin held the cup in his hand and slapped it heavily on the table.

"Your Majesty, don't be surprised by changes." Fu Qiufeng reminded.

Rong Fan took a deep breath: "Rong Yu is more disgusting than the scabies on a beggar!"

It was the first time for Fu Qiufeng to hear Rong Yu scolding so much. He couldn't help but think of the picture carefully drawn by Chen Tingfang when he was a young girl. He obviously had similar facial features, but Rong Yu's temperament was as gentle as jade, as firm as pine, and Qingfeng was in his hand, as if Holding the Tianzi Sword of the upper and lower Jedi Ji, he is full of ambition and high-spirited.

But Fu Qiufeng couldn't develop a good impression of the person in the painting. Rong Yu reminded him of the new emperor who gave him poisoned wine, and of the mechanical life that abandoned himself. Fu Qiufeng didn't know why Rong Fan hated Rong Yu, but he thought for no reason There is no reason to assertively agree with Rong Xuan.

"Chen Tingfang was poisoned just now. When an imperial doctor gave her acupuncture, she regained her sanity for a short while." Fu Qiufeng wanted to change the topic temporarily to let Rong Fan calm down, "She bit her tongue, but it's not serious. It's best to use it already. medicine, but temporarily unable to speak."

"I don't care about her life or death." Rong Fan said with a gloomy face, "I used to live in the palace like years, I hated the first emperor and the queen mother, but one of them is already dead, and the other one is dead now if I don't need her, only Rong Yu, I can't wait for him to come back to life so that I can kill him again."

"Your Majesty." Fu Qiufeng poured another glass of water for Rong Fan, "Calm down."

"Oh, I've never seen a person as hypocritical as him." Rong Fan raised his head and drank his saliva, "When my mother was favored, he treated me like a brother, but when my mother was imprisoned , he began to despise me with his brothers, sisters and noble disciples who were chasing after him, saying that my mother was the daughter of a criminal minister, and that my existence simply tarnished the royal reputation. He could eat cold dry food with the soldiers, and he could treat himself He used all his salary to help the poor and virtuous ministers, and was willing to take off his clothes to the victims of the cold winter... His words are like golden rules, and no one will doubt him or refute him."

"Why can't he tolerate me!" Rong Pin's long eyebrows gradually knit together, becoming more and more gloomy, "He even..."

Before Rong Fan finished speaking, the door of the room was suddenly kicked open, and Lin Ying came in with a medicine bowl. Rong Fan had no choice but to bear it back, trying to put on a calm appearance, but upon closer inspection, Lin Ying not only wrapped himself in clothes from head to toe, Feet, and even a plush scarf.

Rong Fan was stunned and said, "Is it so cold?"

Lin Ying shook his head for a while, and handed the medicine bowl to Rong Fan with his arms stretched far away: "Oh, this old man has lived in vain for seventy-six years. Although he is clean and self-sufficient, he will never go beyond the slightest in front of His Majesty, but he did not expect His Majesty to be so contemptuous. Old man, what's the use of keeping this male virtue! Woo! Woo! Woo!"

Fu Qiufeng: "..."

Rong Fan: "..."

Rong Fan forcibly ignored Lin Ying's sarcasm: "Why don't you bring it here."

"Don't dare to seduce Your Majesty." Lin Ying said sadly,

Rong Pin's eyelids twitched, he stood up and said, "Then I will take it myself."

"Don't come here!" Lin Zheng slammed down the medicine bowl, clutching his collar in shock, "This old man is just your pharmacist, if you bully and bully me, I can only show my chastity!"

Rong Fan: "..."

Rong Fen threw the teacup sadly and angrily, his face turned red and then pale, and said angrily: "Have you had enough trouble! Lin Ying, is I so funny?"

"Cough, it's not a question of whether it's funny or not." Lin Zheng coughed dryly, "It's really that kind, very rare..."

Lin Ying looked at Rong Fan's increasingly dangerous eyes, took off his sweaty scarf, and said solemnly: "Everyone has a responsibility to care for patients, and no one is allowed to laugh, otherwise the old man will poison him."

Fu Qiufeng held back his laughter with difficulty.

"Let's get down to business." Lin Zheng said righteously, "Don't make a fuss, this bowl of medicine will probably last you for three days, and if you drink it for that poisoned girl, you will be able to wake up for about an hour. Is there any news at that time? Ask as soon as possible."

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